A Kinder Offer
My daughter is almost 7 years old (and is currently having a tantrum over the tissue box I gave her for her room that she does not want while I am attempting to write this in the first spare moments I’ve had today) and she asked me a little while ago why she and her oldest brother had to find me her plastic toy tiny house the other day so that he could take a picture of it for my blog. I told her that I wrote the story of what her oldest brother is (and is not) offering to do for my care as I get older and need care and support (See the June 25, 2025 post for that full story).
At that time she expressed that she understood (and just now told me she loved me and skipped away with the tissue box she picked out from the closet herself) and proceeded to lavish me with all that she plans to do for me in my golden years. Her mommy is going to live in a large house with her and her family. There will be an art room, a relaxation room, and any room I want. She noted that she will build robots to provide me with spa services on demand and, very importantly, expressed that we will have many choices at every dinner (with a family of our size she hears at least one person saying “that’s disgusting” about the dinner we have before us).
Sold!
After receiving the precious gift of three amazing sons, I was prepared to go all-in with the “Boy Mom” merch and give up the dream of Also having a daughter when I entered my gender revealing ultrasound while expecting my fourth. I ended up asking the following question about a thousand times to the ultrasound tech who I believe was fairly new as she announced that I was having a GIRL!! “Are you sure? Are you sure? Are you sure?” What a mountaintop moment! I enjoyed a lot of baby girl shopping that day. Looking forward to moving into that utopia one day. Hope it’s still available when I need it!

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